twit

qualquer dia disponibilizo todos os meus bookmarks numa página web,
ao estilo do linkzoo.net
tenho aqui coisas que valem ouro.

random fact:
a propósito de bookmarks, não sei com que fim criei uma pasta "To-Do" quando a probabilidade de abrir qualquer um dos links que lá se encontra é 99% inferior aos que mantenho fora daquela pasta.

news about my work

a while ago i won a contest for a book cover.
it was so surreal for me to actually win something that i wasn't sure if it was real...
but i just found out it is finally available!
which makes me weirdly happy... just the thought of someone owning something designed by me.



the book it's available here in case you wanna check it out for yourself

Two-Minute Personality Test

What’s the kindest thing you almost did? Is your fear of insomnia stronger than your fear of what awoke you? Are bonsai cruel? Do you love what you love, or just the feeling? Your earliest memories: do you look through your young eyes, or look at your young self? Which feels worse: to know that there are people who do more with less talent, or that there are people with more talent? Do you walk on moving walkways? Should it make any difference that you knew it was wrong as you were doing it? Would you trade actual intelligence for the perception of being smarter? Why does it bother you when someone at the next table is having a conversation on a cell phone? How many years of your life would you trade for the greatest month of your life? What would you tell your father, if it were possible? Which is changing faster, your body, or your mind? Is it cruel to tell an old person his prognosis? Are you in any way angry at your phone? When you pass a storefront, do you look at what’s inside, look at your reflection, or neither? Is there anything you would die for if no one could ever know you died for it? If you could be assured that money wouldn’t make you any small bit happier, would you still want more money? What has been irrevocably spoiled for you? If your deepest secret became public, would you be forgiven? Is your best friend your kindest friend? Is it in any way cruel to give a dog a name? Is there anything you feel a need to confess? You know it’s a “murder of crows” and a “wake of buzzards” but it’s a what of ravens, again? What is it about death that you’re afraid of? How does it make you feel to know that it’s an “unkindness of ravens”?

by Jonathan Safran Foer
from the project The Cultivating Thought Author Series

Bang Bang !

curious to see this, the images are beautiful

no fish, no nothing*

Kahlil Joseph, I'm watching you!

*Fashion house Kenzo and the nonprofit Blue Marine Foundation have joined forces to create a special clothing line designed to draw attention to the world’s sea creatures

life is beyond reason

The only reason for life is life.
There is no why. We are. Life is beyond reason.

by George Lucas (via)

no god can save us from ourselves

Have you ever seen the lights
Of a thousand exploding suns?
Kingdoms and cathedrals under the ocean
Because no god can save us from ourselves
No god can save me from myself

So I will remember the earth as it was
And let my dead body floating in space
When my time will come

We can't escape from here
Our time has come
As we see the world collapsing so close from the end
Our time has come

the fear of being hurt

the truth that many people never understand, until it is too late, is that the more you try to avoid suffering, the more you suffer, because smaller and more insignificant things begin to torture you, in proportion to your fear of being hurt. the one who does most to avoid suffering is, in the end, the one who suffers the most: and his suffering comes to him from things so little and so trivial that one can say that it is no longer objective at all. it is his own existence, his own being, that is at once the subject and the source of his pain, and his very existence and consciousness is his greatest torture.


The Seven Storey Mountain, Thomas Merton

news about my shop

ok, i finally uploaded something to my society6
and i must say I wasn't expecting for the result to look this good
I think I'm in love with my own tote bag!
you can go check my shop here. more artwork will be available in the meanwhile.

a beautiful reciprocal arrangement

Among other things, you’ll find that you’re not the first person who was ever confused and frightened and even sickened by human behavior. You're by no means alone on that score, you'll be excited and stimulated to know. Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You'll learn from them — if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It's a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn't education. It's history. It's poetry.

J.D. Salinger (via)

one hour alone with Ludovico and his piano

Forget everything.

Open the windows. Clear the room. The wind blows through it. You see only its emptiness, you search in every corner and don't find yourself.

Diaries, 1910-1923, Franz Kafka